O LD YEAR, FAR EW ELL I H e h a J a vague tho u g h t th a t th e mntl- pouch m ight contain some new s for him. A REW EI.L. f a r e ­ H a lf an hour la te r th e letters and p a r­ w ell. the b est of cela had been asso rted and th e postum s er frien d s m ust part. began d istrib u tin g them to th e w aiting And as n token of how dear thou art. throng. T h e re w ere C h ristm as p resen ts IIow fond aud dear. and loving tidings from d ear ones in the Old Year. O I d E a st and many a pioneer's face o re a th xl Year. H ere take a glin t o f w ith happiness as th e letters w ere read gold from out my or th e preseu ts tucked snugly aw ay iu hair. w arm breast pockets. A shade o f rose " H e re ’s som ething you, from cheek and called the postm aster, lip. and there Sprinkle s touch of m an who had been snow before you door, doubtful but ex p ectan t, sta rte d for­ Old Year, before you w ard w ith a sm ile and an o u tstretch ed hand. T h a n h an d w ritin g ! T h e le tter w as from C h ristin a! Goort-by. G od-speed, T h e envelope w as hastily to rn open all earth ly th in g s must end. and a p air of happy blue eyes began O ne look Into your fadin g eyes, my friend. perusing the text. Suddenly, the happy So fond and dear. Old Year. »»Id Year. There a mild regret w ithin my heart In light vanished from th e face. H an s place of pain. he All that w as sw eet In the« shall one* B ry u ju lso n ’s lim bs grew rigid and lurched over ag ain st th e co u n ter w ith a again moan of anguish. In memory live and m ake me giao. 'O ld Year: ihen why be sad? E nglish words, even in a free tr a n s la ­ Nnw th s t we're parting. I'm Im pelled to say. tion. a re pow erless to catch th e p ath etic vein th a t ran through H an s B ry n ju lso u 's W hat I've In secret thought for m any a day Yet still I love you. dear Old Year. letter, but here are its couteuta, done m ade a very serious a ttem p t to th w a rt You've a lw a y s worn a som ew hat aomber th a t resolve. feeling, perhaps, th a t she into o u r ow n language: face , would have am ple tim e to cover th e d is­ You've never bad the w insom e sprightly On board S. S Stockholm . i>ec. 10. tan ce before th e storm came. lla n s 3Jy D ear D m : *:ac* W hen you read this, my fa ith fu l love, she Brynj-.il* »n received Ttu » I rem em ber In yonr foregone kin. the inform ation who w rite» It w ill be w ith you- but lu the Old Year that I have ushered In. spirit. I am to d ie. the sh ip 's doctor says, w ithout coium cut aud once more vanished J U S T I C E B E F O R E G E N E R O S IT Y and 1 thank God that I have the stren gth to into the storm . Your stay wa« shorter, too. It s»ema to me. »«n J you th is last word. 1 would th at Our Thai, ih.it -.f former vear* w as w ont to be. t»f w hat he did a fte r this absolutely I t I s N o t A lw ii.v « S e l f is h t o ( o u n t t h e H en w u ly F ather had spared me to work for o h . fond and dear Old Year. Old Year. l o a t o f W l»nt YYc G i v e . you. but. slu<*e th is is Imptwislble, work dou­ n o th in g is k n o w n . T h e la w y e r 's d au g h ­ M avbap for me all tim e Is near com plete. And t< w s o t th e eud you're hast uing with bly hard for y o u tself. B e brave, dear H ans, te r .■» hi I not tel!. S he start»*«! linn«*, sh e It m ust be a churlish soul indeed w ho for my sake. Be p atient and you w id be glad feet w«*uld wish to discourage generosity, ami fortu n ate God tem p ers the wind to his Then speed, no longer stay. above all generosity at C h ristm as time. strick en children aud he w ill not forget thee. Old Year, go sw ift thy way I bit darlii g. My stren gth ebbs fast ■» last T hen, if ever, is the rig h tfu l season for farew ell. C H R IST IN A . giving: the season alike for good will, As th e sh ad es of evening crept over th e good ch eer ami good gifts, l'he native sky aud brought out. oue by one. th e im pulse of every healthy ami affectionate cold, clear-cut stars, th e w ords of a n a tu re is then to give freely itml joyously C h ristm as carol fioated through the doors in accordance w ith the sw eet sp irit of lov ML a sMl 3 ©©rïw) D ak o ta night. The prairie, w rapped in m ysterious shadow s, rolls aw ay to th e south and van- isnea am ong th e ghostly star». T hrough the sedges of th e m arsh th e nig h t wind sighs fitfully; and th e frogs, from th eir reedy h au n ts, croak a hoarse accom ­ panim ent. F i r H an s E ry n ju lso n . sm oking in the d-M»r of bis “ sh ack ." and looking out over t h ^ mo .nlit plain and coteaux. th ere is b u t cne word in th e h eart, one song on the lips of natu re. C h ristin a! W ell, indeed, did H an s rem em ber her 1 aids of golden h a ir—h er sp arkling eyes —th e fa ir beauty o f h er n o rth ern face. T hey had p arted —but th a t w as long ago. “ You will m ake y our fo rtu n e in A m er­ ica. H ana. Be brave. 1 will come when you w ant me. God be w ith you, my d ear oue!” N ot a day passed b u t th ese Words leaped from th e memory to th e h eart of H an s B rycjulson. T hey w ere o ften er on nis lips th an w ere his prayers. T he first year, th e dreadtxi southw est wind scorched and w ithered a field al­ most ready for th e reaper, b u t H an s saved enough g rain to p lan t th e land again. T h e second y ear, crops were backw ard, and th e w heat w as “ nipped” t v frost and shriveled and blackened in the tu s k . T h e th ird y e a r crops w ere beaten to tb e ground by hail. How had H an s contrived to keep body and soul to g eth er during these y ears of tr ia l? By m ortgaging his possessions, i s claim , his horses, his farm ing imple­ m ents—ev ery th in g —had been laid onder contribution to tide him over th e hard times. In bis han d s he had a letter. It w as dark and he could not read it—bu t this w as unnecessary. H e had conned it word for word until he could have recited it by note. T h e letter w as from C h ris­ tina. She told her lover, in simple words, th a t she could not rem ain aw ay from him longer. A longer absence, for her. was w orse th an death . Surely, h er willing han d s would proTe a m ighty facto r in his hard life. T h e m eanest drudgery a t his side and for him would be happiness fur her. T h e Stockholm sailed on th e 1st of D ecem ber for New York. Could be not s»nd her money to pay h er passage? I f so. she would come third-class ail the way. God bless him fo r th e faith fu l lover th a t pe w as! Po»»r H an s! H e had never w ritten C h ristin a of his heroic stru g g le w ith fate. A “S ay , do yon know w h at th a ere crazy S w ede from Pony G ulch haj b?en ■P i«»?* C h ris L ark in , th e blacksm ith, dropped th e head of his ham m er on tb e anvil and supported hitn&elf on th e hand] w ith ».is b a n d , sinew ) arm » as be addressed this senten ce to Cal H iggins, a farm er. “ W h a t aowT* asked U ig g in a “ W h a t’s th e laten t?* “G one a n ’ m ortgaged him self to L aw ­ y er Jo hnson for $100.** “ *Tain't possible!” “ T is . too—but it can’t be legal.” “S ’pose th e Sw ede can ’t pay up when th e m ortgage :s due?” “Jo h n so n ’ll foreclose. I s'pose.” “T hen he’d own th e Swede, hey?” “ Ylore'n likely. T h en he c’d hire him out by th e day. ye see, a n ’ git his money ba<-k in »hat w ay.” “ W h en ’s the m ortgage due?” “ New Y ear’s I>ay.” “ W h a t did ih< Sw ede w an t th e money for** “ D uano. ti e w ent over to th e post- office. bought a money o rd er a n ’ *ent aw ay ev 'ry plagued cent!” “ D on’t th a t beat all!” exclaim ed H ig ­ gins. d isgustedly; “ th a t’s je st .ike them Sw edes. Some fool spekerlati-jA. I ’ll bet a copper.” I t w as C h ristm as D ay. In th e nooks and crannies c f W ells LO * K IS * r ’ K L I T T L E C n B IS T IX A C ounty th ere w as a bare sugg-stion of snow . T h e w hite flakes were ‘luusually backw ard, th a t y ear, in tak in g pisaession of th e country and the settle; s shook their bead s forebodingly as they spoke of a “ green C h ristm as” and a “ fa t ch u rch ­ yard.*’ “ D on’t w orry. C h ris,” rem arked the eondu«-tor of th e passenger train tha* bad tbum lered up to the statio n , “ we’ll have a reg u lar bender to m ake up for this. W hen the snow comes, it’ll be on •»> all in a heap—see if it ain 't. W h at’s th e m a tte r, my man?** T h e last words were spoken to H ans B rytijulsoti. who had touched th e con du«-t«ir on the arm . “ Ay been lo’kin' f r niae little C h ris­ tin a by dees train , bnt Ay can ’t see her. no place-----” began poor lla n s. “ Ah ” went on th e eottduclor. w ith x laugh, “ some girl from (he S lates th a t you’re going to m arry! No—th ere were no passengers for S ykeston.” Iln u s turn-«J w ith a sigh. T h e posr- m am er w as «calking off w ith th e ntait- peuefi and th e forlorn Sw ede foliow.xL of th e little Sykeston church and settled, tike so m any sp irits of peace, over the q r ; -t village. A m an. reeling through th e «etni-dark- ness. heard th e song and stopped to lis­ ten. A s th e last b ar of the song died aw ay . Its cadence w as broken by a dis­ co rd a n t groan. A m om ent la te r as L aw ­ yer Johnson w ith h it w ife and little d a u g h ter cam e out of th e church, he n ear­ ly stum bled over th e farm o f a m an lying prone npon th e ground. “ W h y ,” he exclaim ed, “ it’s H an s B rya- julson!” “ L et him lie w here he is.” said Mrs. Jo h n so n ; “ he’s d runk, no doubt.” “ W ell, d ru u k o r sober, if he lies here he’ll freexe. It m eans a hundred dollars to m e.” said th e law yer, grim ly; “ ah. he's reviving. Come. come, my m an. don t you know w here you a re ? ” “ M esser Y onson?” retu rn ed H a n s in te r­ rogatively. “ Yes, yes; get up and follow us. You’ll freeze to death lying there. Y’ou m u st’t freeze, you know. It w ouldn’t be tr e a t­ ing me fair. You u n d erstan d why, eh? You can sleep in my b arn to-n ig h t.” T h e day a fte r New Y ear's daw ned w ith a calm th a t would have been foreboding, had not unusual w eath er so fa r m arked th e w in ter in W ells C ounty. L ittle B essie Johnson w ent to school in th e m orning and she had been gone from home an ho u r w hen a black cloud, rifted w ith wind, appeared in th e n o rth ­ west. Like a g re a t om inous banner, battle-scarred and b rushing its ragged stream ers across th e sky, th e clond cam e on w ith racehorse speed. Anti then cam e th e b last in all its fury. H elter-sk elter, here and there, blew tb e wild w hite flakes; rushing around th e corner of L aw ­ y er Jo h n so n ’s house w ith an angry roar, the bits of snow played hide-and-seek among tty* eaves and then sk u rried aw ay in the m ad gam bols of a w hirlw ind. “ G oodness me, S ilas,” said Mrs. Jo h n ­ son, tu rn in g from th e window. “ I can 't see a yard aw ay. W h at will become of Bessie?” “ S he’ll be ail rig h t—don’t w orry. T he teach er will not let th e scholars leave the schoolhouse until th e blizzard is over.” E ears, how ever, if long enough p ersist­ ed in. will shake th e sto u test confidence. T h u s it w as w ith the law yer, and when, some m om ents later, his w ife suggested th a t H an s be sent to th e schoolhouse to see if Bessie were theru, he consented. II.in s w as called in from the sfi«-d and given his commission. H e bowed his head, buttoned his thin coat tightly around him aud laid his ha no on the «hair-knob. T h e law yer w as holding iu fiis bauds a g reat fu r coat. “ But tb is on.” fie said. R eaching the schoolhouse in safety , H an s fouud it occupied by the teach er and a few frightened pupils. B ut Bes­ sie Johnson was not there. At the first ap p earan ce of tbe cloud in the n o rth w est tb e girl b au .p ersisted tu a determ ination . to s ta r t home. T h e teach er had not ■t her front the d riftin g n the snow w as brushed nju lso n ’s icy face, con- • found in the eye-lasb» s. south—m ystery nnsolva- i >1 a stilile. H a p p in e s s »«•re te a rs of joy; p er­ ns w in ter wind« becam e in th e ears of H an s w hispered to him the i. C h ristin a ;” perhaps Ibis also w as the burd«‘n of the snow ­ flakes as they rustled down over him and wove th eir spotless w«xif into the w eft ing kindness which h a llo a s th e be»t of holidays. N evertheless, even in C h ris t­ m as giving, it is n<>t alw ays selfish to count the cost of w hat we give, says the Y'outh’s Com panion. Ju s tic e is bette*- than generosity. Not uufrequently those who give too much do it a t the expense of the persons w ho are nearest and d e a r­ est to th e r n -a n d do it for the benefit of persons less «le'.r. It is not simply to the spending of m»n ey th a t this applies. It is equally tru e o f the expenditure o f labor, care and p e r­ sonal for<-e of any kind. A tru ly gen­ erous and com m endable sentim ent, for exam ple, prom pt* the young d a u g h ter of the house to em broider a half score or more o f dainty presents for her friends; but if she had chosen less elab o rate p a t­ terns, or rem em bered friends only for whom she truly cared, om itting m ere social Intim ates, perhaps she would not have overtired her eyes, and th u s be­ come unable to give help in household d u ties w here help w as greatly neerled. T hen, too, there is th e girl w ith n»-arly a hundred presents oc her list, which she «•an only by the strictest economy m an­ age to b u r w ithont exceeding her allow ­ ance. And th ere is th a t o th er girl, w ith a sm aller and w orthier list, who denies herself a w inter coat and m akes her old fall one do th a t she may be more bounti­ ful to her poor |teople. She, too. is sin­ cerely. even nobly, generous; but when the fall m a t. w ith a cu taw ay neck and a liberty « a r f . resu lts in pneum onia, it is her m other who m ust b ear the strain of nursing and her fath e r who m ust pay the doctor’s bill. Iu short, in the holiday season as at all o th er tim es, let us be ju s t before we are generous. And in being generous let us be sure we bestow most w here, when wo think about it, we really m ost wish to bestow , and deprive no one unfairly or uukindly for the sake of another. L aw y er Johnson caused It to be duly know u th a t H ans B rynjalson had can- «•elled his m ortgage and it w as Mrs. A N e w Y’e a r S o n g . Jo h n so n ’s own hand th a t gave the docu­ W ho com es «lancing over the snow . m ent to th e fire.—W. W. C ook, in D etroit I lls little soft feet all bare and rosy* O|i< u the door, though the wi!«l w inds blow F ree P ress. A C h ris tin a * S c h e m e . Take tbe chi hi la and make him coxy. T ake him In, and hold him dear; lie Is tbe wonderful New Year. A lady who w as shopping saw her h u s­ band exam ining jstcketlaHiks at u show ­ »»pen your heart, he It and or gay. W elcom e him there anil use him kindly case in an o th er p art of the store. W hen For you must carry him, y«-a or nay. he had gone she approached the uales- C srrj him with shut e y e s so blindly. But w hether he b rln geta Joy or fear. woman in th a t departm ent. Take him! God scuds hliu this good 1 “ Di«l he get the one I w anted?* Year. “ Yes, the one with tin» silver horse­ shoe. 1 told him it w as the b«*st and would ju s t su it.” “ You’re a jew el. I feared he would get som ething I didn’t w ant. T h an k you ever so m uch.” T h e husband had gone to his favorite Jrug store, when he asked: A S li g h t D e la y . “ H as my wife been here?” “ Y e s," sa id th e «lerk . w ith a grin. Mrs. P lnkerly T he boy has ju s t com«* “ Did she get a toothbrush o r a L»-»x o f w ith th a t lovely C h ristm as present I got .•¡gars fo r my C h r is tm a s p re se n t t " for you today, «tear, lie is w aiting in the “ She looked at cigars.” hall now. “ H a! 1 know th e b r a n d —$2 a bun- P ln k erly — H ow kind (kiss) and thought- at th<- b«-d curtains. "Com e.” he ar d b riefly, ami tbe man follow ed him out o f the room. D ick led th e w ay to th e lib ra ry , lig h t­ ed a «-amll«-, a n d m o tioned to th e m an to s ta n d liefo re him. “G ive m e th a t k n ife.” sa id Di« k. l«»«'king th e door. T h e k n ife w as h a n d e d o v er. You c am e h ere in te n d in g to m u rd er y o u r um-le to -n ig h t.” ^ ■5? >»• >»• 'X.- >»■ X .- X»- X k 3 ? I Kin t! said th e m an. sh iv e rin g . “ I s a w y o u com e in. am i fo llo w ed you. I w atch ed you th e w hole tittle. I th o u g h t at first you m ig h t h a v e com«- to try a n d c u t my th ro a t; th a t w ould h a v e been ex cu sab le, seeing th a t y o u r From the Jingling and the tink lin g o f u n c le d is in h e rite d you ¡u m y fa v o r j u s t nella. liefo re he died. 1S>;x Anyone of the nam e of A in s­ ' te r o f a m ile w ith a th o u g h tfu l fro w n “ I f you h a d n 't com e h ere to -n ig h t to w orth. I«>rii on Jan . 27 in the y e a r ISON, i on his u su a lly p lacid face. tr y a n d m u rd e r y o u r u n c le I m ig h t is iuvit« k t h a t w a s filled "I a k . m u rm u rin g . to din«-, a n d »0 I'v e c u t h im .” d er. “T h e re a r e not m an y ¡»eople in "S e v e n ty -th ro e th o u s a n d e ig h t h u n d re d “ I u ieau ." said Mr. B a tty e . “you h av e y o u r p o sitio n w ho w ould h a v e trie d to am i six ty -fiv e.” no t i e s o f a n y so rt? No o u e w ho ta k e s in, be rem ark i-d to th e re- 1 a u t all a tte n tio n .” bo y .” I»ort«*r "T,-n y e a rs ag o I co m m enced “ W ell th e c ase s t a n d s like th is .” said “ O ! W h a t ’s u p ? ” to k eep a reco rd of th e in s ta n -es upon U r. B a tty e . c le a rin g hi* th ro a t. " I h av e “ I'v e m a d e a new w ilt D ick. I ’m g e t­ x very e c c e n tric c lie n t o f tb e s a m e tin g old a n d s h a k y , a n d I’ve got a lot whi« h I sh o u ld h e a r th e alh-ged Joke alto u t b re a k in g th e gla*s in a c a m e ra n a m e a s y o u rs e lf—a n old m a n a n d a o f m oney, you k n o w .” bach elo r. "Y es."' s a id D ick c a n d id ly , “y o u ’re ro jieated . T h e la s t tim e th e g e n tle m a n w h o jn s t le ft re p e a te d it m a d e th e s e r - “ F o r a long tim e a n ep h ew o f h is e d a y . p ro v id e E n g la n d w ith a n e n d le s s sup- in a v isit h ero o f h a lf a n h o a r. 1 e x ­ “ My c lien t, w ho Is now a n old m an. ply o f G e rm a n b a n d s th a n le a v e a p ect to re a c h a h u n d re d th o u s a n d be­ a n d in a very feeb le s ta te o f h e a lth , is f a r th iu g o f it to th e p erso n y o u re f e r fo re th e c o m m en cem en t se a so n is o v er fa n c ifu l, n s a ll In v a lid s are. a n d took it ' to.” th is y ear, fo r p re tty school g irls, w ho Into his h ead th a t be w a n te d to ad o p t It w as on th e fifth e v e n in g a f t e r th e a re m o re lia b le to b re a k a h e a rt th a n som e oue o f th e sa m e n a m e a n d a g e as d a y th a t D ick first saw A rth u r A in s­ a n y th in g else, th in k it g re a t fu n to a c ­ his nephew . H e sa id he w as lonely, w o rth th a t be c a m e a c ro s s him a g a in c u s e e ach o th e r a n d w a rn m e a b o u t a n d w a n te d som ebody to ta lk to a n d fo r th e seco n d a n d last tim e. d a n g e r to th e «■amera w hen th e ir p r e tty c h e e r him up. DI«1 Mr. A in sw o rth , w ho h a d eom- fa c e s a ro posed in fro n t o f it.” —I ’ti«.-* ’T h e u p sh o t o f it all Is th a t he in s is t­ p la in e d o f feellu g seed y , w en t to bed O bserver. ed upon p a ttin g th a t a d v e rtis e m e n t in d ire c tly a f t e r d iu n e r. a u d Di« k. w ho th e p a p e rs a g a in s t m y ad v ice . As a re ­ w as tire d a f t e r a long d a y ’s sh o o tin g , A n o t h e r K in d o f C a t t l e . su lt, 1 h av e been p la g u e d w ith so m e w eu t to h is room soon a fte rw a rd , a b o u t D riv in g th e co w s hom e is so m e tim e s h u n d re d s o f le tte r s a n d v isits from 10- a n e x c itin g b u sin e ss «town in M aine, to A in sw o rth s, re a l a n d im a g in a ry . H e u n d re s se d le isu re ly , sm o k in g a ju d g e from a sto ry fo u n d in o u r e x ­ “ You m ay l«e a b le to fill th e s itu a tio n ; c ig a re tte , a n d p re p a re d fo r a q u ie t . change«. S uch th in g s a ro very pheas­ af cours«* th a t 1» uot fo r m e to d ecid e. b o o r o r so o f re a d in g In bed. T h e book a n t —a f te r w a r d . 1 stro n g ly d isa p p ro v e o f th e w hole idea, p ro v ed in te re s tin g a n d he h ad finish«»d “J a c k ” C la rk is a sto u t boy o f 14 an d 1 know uo reaso n w hy I sh o u ld n ’t th e first volum e ab o u t 12:3th Not feel- ¡ y e a rs , liv in g a t S b e n n a u . M aine. H e — H arper's Bexar d is a p p ro v e o f yo u . You seem to be a b le in g sleep y , he d e te rm in e d to g e t th e I goes a f te r th e cow s ev e ry n ig h t a n d N ew Y e a r A d v ic e . to fulfill th e co n d itio n s, how ever. You second volum e fro m th e lib ra ry . d riv e s th e m hom e to th e tie-up. a lw a y s D on’t w ait for the wag..n whih a re e d u c a te d , a u d a p p a re n tly a gentle- H e b ad a lre a d y reacb«*d th e b o tto m In th e groat«*st sa fe ty , b u t th e o th e r w alking is good. m a n." flight o f sta irs , w hen a slig h t g ra tin g n ig h t he h ad a n ad v eD tu re w h ich h a s Ib .n ’t gricTe over spilt milk T h e d iscu ssio n w as lo n g —R ic h a rd sou n d m a d e him p a u se. l i e liste n e d led to th e suhstltuti«»n o f his o ld e r th e re ’s one COW left in the pasture. A in sw o rth ditlicile. a n d B a tty e su s­ D on’t say the w-orld is grow ng , a g a in a n d re a lized th a t It c a m e fro m : b ro th e r In th e g a th e rin g o f th e k in e . p ic io u s B ut th e old g e n tle m a n seem»*«! th e sid e d o o r le a d in g in to th e g a rd e n , j L a st S at u n la y n ig h t J a c k w«-nt d o w a when you are doing nothing to ma to ta k e a g re a t lik in g to D ick, a s be better. B low ing o u t tils can d le , he slip p ed in to ! a f t e r th e c a ttle . T h e a n im a ls w ere in D o n 't tell the world yonr troubles, called him ; a u d . in s p ite o f Mr. B a tty e ’s th e hall a n d flung a la rg e, d a rk clo ak th e p a stu re , a u d it w a s a lm o s t d a rk tie- can’t borrow ten dollars on them . g ru m b lin g , p e rs u a d e d him to s ta y fo r o v e r his lig h t-co lo red p a ja m a s. S ta n d - j fo re he got to th»*m. H e start«xl th e m D on’t let the grass grow under Hint* m o n th s to see how he liked it. ing close up a g a iu s t th e w all, he lis te n ­ h o m e w a rd w ith som e sp eed , b u t o n e feet. T he cow » can ’t get at It there. D ick trie d it. lik ed it, a n d fiually a c ­ lagg»*d in th e sh ad o w u n d e r th e tre e s. ed a n d w atch ed . cep te d th e p o st p e rm a n e n tly . H e got A C h r i s t m a s S u r p r is e . T h e fu m b lin g w ith th e la tc h la s te d ; J a c k th re w a sto n e a t th e supi*»sed gen u in ely a tta c h e d to old V ncle A in s­ She asked her expcrieucond F o o tp a d W h y ? w ent off in rod-long ju m p s . J a c k c a m e F irs t F ootpad- H e’s been buying on Hie s tile ; " It's Ile n ry M iles now . w as in te u d e d fo r h im se lf o r th e p la te d o w u , ra n fo r hom e, a n d to ld th e s to ry . ch e st. B ut now th e m a n w as m oving C h ristm as presents all day .—Judge. T h e o th e r w a s —e r —too long. I fo u n d to w a rd Mr. A in s w o rth ’s room . it In c o n v en ien t.” S m a rt Y o u n g M an. C h ris t m as. All o f a s u d d e n D ick d a r te d back "Y es.” sa id D ick, “ it’s a long n am e. To ccaij’ignte the verb “ to b uy.” W o n d e rfu l th in g s hai»|x*ued w h en old in to th e sh a d o w of a r«‘,'«»ss. T h e u iau A re you com in g up to th e h o u se?” At <’hr!«ttuas. 1« not pleasant. p eople w ere y o u n g —If th e m em o ry o f Although the conjugation show» “ No; c u rs e yo u !" sa id th e m an s a v ­ h ad tu rn e d ou his la n te rn . H e h ad a old p eople is to lx* tr u s te d . No «ither ten se but present. w ire in s tru m e n t in his h a n d , a u d w as agely. "M y y o u n g fr ie n d s .” s a id a le c tu re r “ As you p lease." said D ick. “O nly I e v id e n tly p re p a re d fo r th e d o o r b ein g in th e C o rn v ille A c a d e m y L y c e u m locked. H e w as s a v e d th e tro u b le, th o u g h t y o u r un cle m ig h t be g la d to see C o u rse, “le t m e u rg e u|x»n y o u th e u»*- h o w ev er, a s It y ield ed easily to his you. th a t's all." c e ss lty of not o nly re a d in g good boo k s "W ell, kilidly a tte n d to y o u r n u rsin g p re s su re . b u t o f o w n in g th e m , so th a t you u iav H e cro ssed q u ic k ly to th e b edside, am i haw» my b u sin e ss a lo n e—see? Ami h a v e re c o u rse to th e m a t an> tim e d o n 't tell my uncle y o u ’ve seen m e." a n d D ick c a u g h t th e g litte r o f a sm all, W hy. w h en I w as a y o u n g m a u 1 u^e»! Mr. M iles th e re u p o n let loose a choice w ick ed looking k u ife in his h a n d a u d fre q u e n tly to w o rk h a rd a ll n ig h t to a n d v aried a s s o rtm e n t o f o a th s , e n d in g st«xxl re a d y . <*aru m oney to b u y books, a m i th e n *et w ith a w ish th a t he. D ick, w ould Im ­ V p w ent th e h an d , a u d a t th e sam e up b e fo re d a y lig h t to re a d th e m !” m e d ia te ly d e p a rt f o r a w a rm e r clim ate. In s ta n t D ick c a u g h t It sc ien tifically in "W e ird sp«‘cim en ." th o u g h t D ick th a g rip lik e Iron, a u d seizin g h im by th e A m e n i t i e s o f t h e F u tu r e . h im se lf ns he stro d e h o m ew ard s. th r o a t w ith th e o th e r h a n d effe c tu a lly C a lle r- P re s e n t my com plim ents to “ R a th e r u n w a sh e d , n a sty , s h ifty ey es p re v e n te d a n y u n seem ly noise. M iss A ria d n e a u d a s k h e r if r will lx* —no. not a t all a nice o rn a m e n t in an y As he d id so he c a u g h t sig h t o f V ncle convenient for her to be my wife. house. G lad he d id n 't co m e alo n g , a f ­ Jo»*’s face, a n d drop¡ied his prisoner S e rv a n t ta m o m en t la t e n — M iss A ri­ te r a ll: It w ould h av e u p set th e old w ith a n o ath . a d n e se u d s h e r re g a r d s a n d re g r e ts to m an d re a d fu lly . C u rio u s his tu r n in g up “G ood G od!” m u tte re d th e la tte r , a lso say th a t sh e w ill be e n g a g e d u n til 3 h ere w hen e v ery one th o u g h t he w as loo k in g a t th e lied. “ H e 's d e a d !” o ’clock.—D e tro it T rib u u e . som e 4.IMM) m iles a w a y . N ow. I w o n d er D ick re v e re n tly c o v e re d up th e face w h a t lie’s a f te r ? am i w hy lie’s so k eeu w ith th e sh eet a u d tu rn e d to th e w ould- “ D e w orl’ m ay owe me a llbbin’.” said V u cle J o e sh o u ld n 't know th a t lie Is In be m u rd e re r, w ho. by a s u d d e n re v u l­ E phralui Jeffersou. “ but 1 fiuds d a t I E n g la n d ? " sion of feeling, w as s ta n d in g w h ite a n d to tte r wo’k like de debbil toe collect IL* Dick strode along for the uext quar- I Ump w ith h o rro r, p lu c k in g n e rv o u sly —B altim ore News. SO R 1IO W DICK C A M E * * * INTO A F O R T U N E w 4